Jiang Qin will always remember that humid evening. The milk handed over by Huai Ling was still warm, but when he turned around, it disappeared into the steaming mist in the bathroom.
The sound of water from the shower kept running all night long. When she opened the door, she saw only cold water drops on the floor and the red line winding around Huai Ling's wrist.
Classmates for three years, the countless exchanges of eyes, the hidden evening breeze on the rooftop, have all become scabs on Jiang Qin's chest. She never understood why the girl who always sent "Are you asleep" late at night soaked all her worries in the bathtub; why did the person who smiled and said "We will never be separated" leave her alone to drown in memories.
Nowadays, the shower head is still ticking, and no one opens the bathroom door anymore. Jiang Qin huddled in the empty room and finally understood the words in Huai Ling's diary that were blurred by tears: "My love for you is like the drowned moon in the deep sea."
Purpose: Seize the opportunity of the moment